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Thursday, September 27, 2007



under extreme PEER pressure have i finally succumbed to liven up this dead blog/web page that you, my peers have been faithfully visiting . yes, suprise . I've updated and you should jolly well eliminate the idea of closing this window, because i've got heaps to say and you've got piles to read.

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let's first address my holidays . it's been more than a month that i've been rotting at home . not taking into account the days i left my house for dinner with The People and the occasional cca 'thing' . the rest of the days are simply simple . i am still struggling with the company of both the guitar and organ . books have been playing a bigger part now . television ? i could memorise the programs for different days .

holidays aren't so great afterall . not for me i daresay . it leads me to massive thinking . massive guilt . massive confusion . massive uncertainty . for what ? of what ? about what ? i hoped i could ask you that . maybe i should start fasting too and regain my stability in life; spiritually, emotionally and physically too . aidah and dian , we need to go out real soon . wanna hear how things have been !!

lets set aside holidays . i am surely looking forward to the next semester . have to work extra extra harder and diligently to pull up my gpa . ( i think im gonna have sorethroat when i wake up next morning .. ) im letting go of business ambassadors . disturbingly . i feel so comfortable with them but i just can't commit . 29th will mark the end of my probation period in pacesetters. if i do not get in , then i'll be cca-less . i miss TP .

a little reminder to myself : pls call CPS . urgent .

can a woman die of over-fornication ?? initially if it had been rape then it would begin in pain . but more of the same thing that caused pain , could cause pleasure too . so could she die from over dosage of pleasure ?? the book got me started on this . i just can't help wondering . then why are full time prostitutes still alive ?? not that i want them buried six feet under . i understand their woes and their marketable skills .

i think john grisham it an awesome storyteller . im still in awe of the previous book i had read . wonderfully and spotlessly plotted . beautiful .

anyways . the mood pendulum has been incorporated in me recently . should be the holiday blues . or the weather ? of course it's not me . never . lols . maybe i just miss fathona . what'd ya say ? maybe . i think that'll be enough for today's post . all the best for my darlings with their promos and sub papers . my heartfelt wishes to all the september babies . and sorry im not always there .

p.s: i'm seriously thinking of closing the crossed roads in my life .
p.p.s: it means im planning to close this blog, you .. * insert fanciful name here *
p.p.ps: did you see timberlake's love stoned video ??? the way he just stares and looks so love stoned makes me go crazy... awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!


love,
shara*


- this is not even the beginning , just so you know .